Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Malta and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970 at the first Onyeabor practice in a loft in Enugu.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Technova to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Bizarre Inc.. All the underground hits.
All Can tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Human League record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gabor Szabo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Mighty Diamonds,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Shadows of Knight,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Moss Icon,
Mo-Dettes,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Last Poets,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
World's Most,
FM Einheit,
The Gories,
Sonic Youth,
The Mojo Men,
Amon Düül II,
Max Romeo,
Bush Tetras,
Black Flag,
Harmonia,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Fad Gadget,
Dorothy Ashby,
Wire,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Monolake,
Tres Demented,
Flash Fearless,
The Star Department,
Q and Not U,
Leonard Cohen,
Alison Limerick,
Traffic Nightmare,
Y Pants,
the Fania All-Stars,
John Cale,
Absolute Body Control,
Faust,
Stereo Dub,
Sound Behaviour,
Gregory Isaacs,
Los Fastidios,
The Red Krayola,
Anakelly,
Fat Boys,
Television Personalities,
David Axelrod,
Bobby Womack,
Isaac Hayes,
La Düsseldorf,
The Saints,
MDC,
Rod Modell,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Cramps,
Q65,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Fall,
Darondo,
The Residents, The Residents, The Residents, The Residents.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.